We made it back to Raleigh yesterday around 4:30 and since it was a beautiful day, Tommy and JJ decided they would set up a lemonade stand at the end of the driveway and hit up all the neighbors as they returned home from their workday. I wish they would have told me about the plan before it was set up and fully operational because I would have suggested they use disposable cups and not my water-spotted drinking glasses, but hey, they were being industrious and learning future job skills, and the neighbors needed something else to talk about.
That’s my ministry….making other people feel better about themselves.
The boys had pre-decided to split the earnings, but JJ forfeited his half to Tommy in exchange for future assistance in a video game battle against their buddy down the street. Success in this particular game has eluded J and apparently $2 is a small price to pay for victory.
Come to think of it, it’s kinda’ like buying Spanx.
While they were out there, my neighbor stopped by their table and dropped off a box of Trader Joe’s chocolate covered shortbread cookies. She’s a disciplined diabetic with a sweet tooth, so she buys cookies and cakes, eats one or two bites, and sends the rest over to our house for me the boys to eat so she won’t be tempted.
Her loss is my 15 pound gain.
Mr. CPQ called and asked if he could bring supper home, which told me that a) he hadn’t cooked while we were gone and b) all the food in the fridge was dead, so I told him to bring pizza because we clearly had not eaten enough junk food in the last three days on the road and I didn’t want to shock the boys’ digestive systems by serving them something with vegetables.
I was going to pour the leftover lemonade with our pizza but I was told in no uncertain terms not to touch it because the lemonade stand was going to be open the next day and they needed the inventory. I then spent the rest of the evening hand-washing and drying all my glasses.
Have a nice day.